My mind is like a giant dresser
with thoughts and feelings stored
Some are for later and some for now
each in its own drawer
New thoughts are folded flat and crisp
but new feelings loosely thrown
In the bottom drawer to lie together
—time there long outgrown
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2018)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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